Let You Drive The Excavator, You Dug Out The Nuke

303. The Bamboo Slips Of The Qin Dynasty In Tongliuguo Town Huaxia!

Qin Shihuang is a famous tyrant in history.

This image lasted for a long time.

However, some experts, based on other historical records, think that Emperor Shihuang would never have such an image.

He should be someone with a richer character.

But because there are really few historical materials, Qin Shihuang is a very mysterious figure to them.

Let their adoration be filled with awe.

Worship, because he unified the six countries.

Awe, because he is not easy to mess with.

"If you can really find something, that would be great."

The photographer couldn't help but said like this.

Fang Yang nodded: "Yes, it would be great if we can discover something."

In this way, they quickly rushed to the abandoned homestead that Boss Yang mentioned.

As soon as the person in charge saw Fang Yang and his group leaning against the side of the road and getting out of the car, they surrounded them almost immediately.

Especially when it fell on Fang Yang.

"Hello, Fang Yang, I am the one who will receive you this time."

The person who received the reception was a fifty-year-old man with a fierce appearance, but he seemed to be a very nice person.

Because eyes don't lie.

"I was sent by Boss Yang. I heard that someone picked up Qin Shihuang's things when you were here before?"

"Yes, that man is my son."

The middle-aged man smiled cheerfully, "My son is studying archaeology. Originally, the homestead was going to be demolished, but he didn't expect to find cultural relics. My son immediately handed over the things to his teacher. They conducted a After some research, it is judged to be something from Qin Shihuang's period."

When talking about his son, although the other party didn't say clearly in some aspects.

But it can still be seen that the middle-aged man in front of him is very proud of his son's work.

Too.

How can you not be proud of doing things for the country.

If they did, they would be proud of it too.

"What about tools~?"

"I have borrowed tools from people in the village, and I will take you there now."

The middle-aged man spoke enthusiastically.

Fang Yang nodded after hearing this, and then quickly followed them.

In the abandoned homestead, the debris seems to have been cleaned up, and some places look like they have been excavated.

Seeing Fang Yang's gaze on this, the middle-aged man lied and hurriedly explained.

Didn’t I say it before? This place was originally planned to be demolished, but it was temporarily shelved because of the discovery of Qin Shihuang’s belongings. Later, the archaeological team came here to excavate, but there was nothing, so I planned to give up Yes, it was my son who said he would invite you..."

The middle-aged man kept talking about these things, and soon, it became clear what was going on.

Fang Yang pursed his lips.

"In short, leave all this matter to me today."

When Fang Yang said these words, he was very serious.

It stands to reason that some things have been cleaned up several times, and it is estimated that there is really nothing left.

But after serious thinking for a while, Fang Yang still decided to make a field trip.

If the result of the investigation is not too good, then today's work is over before it even starts.

Fang Yang looked a lot around this homestead.

"Brother, this place has been excavated many times. I don't think there is any need to continue. There must be nothing."

"If you say there is no, then there is no? Since you have already come to this place, you should take a look." Fang Yang glanced at the photographer, and then said very seriously: "It cannot be said that other people have dug, just I can't dig anything, remember the tomb of Marquis Haihun that I dug before?"

Fang Yang said suddenly.

The photographer must have remembered it and was very impressed.

"Of course I know, I probably will never forget that big mountain of money in my whole life.

The photographer can still clearly remember how he reacted when he saw the mountain of money.

This kind of reaction can still shock me when I think about it now.

"Haihunhou's tomb had more than a dozen robbery holes at that time, but the things were not taken away. From this, we can see that as long as some things are hidden deep enough and secret enough, no matter how thoroughly they are mined and excavated, they will never be taken away." Things will still be there."

Fang Yang was very serious when he said these things.

At the same time, the photographer was directly shocked.

He raised his hand uncomfortably and scratched the back of his head.

"Brother, maybe what you said is right. I don't know much about this matter anyway, so I will follow your advice. Dig if you say, and don't if you say no.

After saying this, the photographer couldn't stop laughing out loud.

Fang Yang glanced at the photographer, but didn't say anything further.

Fang Yang spent at least 10 minutes looking at everything inside and outside the homestead.

After reading it, he probably had some ideas in his mind.

"There is indeed something, but it's too deep, and I may have to spend a little more time." "

What's there?

what is too deep

Even if the photographer has been with Fang Yang for a long time, he still finds that he still can't understand some of Fang Yang's words that pop up sometimes.

But Fang Yang still had no intention of explaining to him.

He quickly drove the excavator all the way forward, and then began to dig.

"Isn't this digging too deep?"

I feel like I'm going to get out of the water.

"I got it."

Just when the photographer and the middle-aged man were a little nervous, Yang stopped suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Fang Yang dug out one black bag after another from it.

The black bag appears to be waterproof.

When opening one of the bags, Fang Yang heard the wonderful sound of the system.

(Wang Nuozhao)【Yunmeng Qin Bamboo Slips】

[These bamboo slips are 23.1-27.8 cm long and 0.5-0.8 cm wide, because the text is the first book of Qin Li

【Written in the late Warring States period and Qin Shihuang period】

"I can't understand these words at all, but it can be seen that they are indeed cultural relics."

The middle-aged man couldn't help muttering.

The photographer also nodded earnestly beside him: "That's right, although I can't see anything, it is indeed like this.

"This is Yunmeng Qin bamboo slips, bamboo slips from Qin Shihuang's period."

Fang Yang, who dug out all the things, gave them an explanation.

"Although these bamboo slips have been buried underground for a seemingly long time, they are still well preserved.

"Brother, how do you know it's there?"

"There used to be a well here, right?"

Fang Yang asked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, then nodded.

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